Clown

yeah I don't know

Come one, Come all

Come big, Come small

Buckle up and sit right down

Are you ready, to see the clown?

Out she comes, she's loud and fun

She juggles and spins until the shows done

After the show, she slips away

That's all, that's all, that's it for today

She sits in her room, while everyone leaves

For you see, this clown, oh how she grieves

The last persons gone so she sits and she cries

She's sick to her stomach, hating all these goodbyes

Wipe away tears, pull yourself up from the ground

Oh how she wants to never again be found

the ringmaster calls her in for the night

He controls them all, never far from sight

Up comes the sun, a new day is here

She gets herself ready, pushing away fear

She waits in the shadows, her eyes ever so telling

Out comes the ringmaster, and then he starts yelling

"Come one, come all

Come big, come small

Buckle up and sit right down

Are you ready, to see the clown?"

Reviews

[iceintheattic]

ohhh this sounds exciting!!! where is the clown? I hope not amidst the toilet paper rolls? or could it be somewhere amongst the virus itself?! Pardon my not so funny question. I redeem myself by intruding this with something else, ahoy though from one Aussie to another -! It is remarkably fun & you make it sound very cheerful which , other should too instead of being all debby downer -- !

- Dolly

[LostInADHD]

We all wear our masks from time to time, playing the part of that clown you write about. A well written piece with a deeper meaning and fun sounding rhymes. I enjoyed reading.
Well done.
-J